Chapter 126 Night
The smoke of the day had dissipated into the void. If it weren't for the faint sound of gunfire in the distance, the night in the mountains and forests would have seemed peaceful.
There was a bonfire in the distance. In the faint light of the bonfire, the hill, which was only a few dozen meters high, looked like a giant beast standing between heaven and earth in the dark night, and all things in the world seemed to be asleep.
But at some point, a Japanese sentry heard some sound coming from somewhere on the hill.
He listened carefully, and finally he was sure that there was indeed a sound there, so he gently touched his companion next to him and whispered a few words, and his companion crawled to the side.
Although the hill was not high, the walls were steep and difficult to climb. The Japanese army had no plans to attack overnight, and they did not need to attack overnight.
They only needed to surround the hill. They didn't believe that the dozen or so Northeast Army soldiers on the hill could hold out for long.
The Japanese army did not plan to attack overnight, but that did not mean they were not on guard. They still had to guard against the Northeast Army officers and soldiers on the mountain sneaking down the mountain at night.
Attacking from the bottom of a mountain to the top is called an upward attack. The only things the Japanese could cling to during the upward attack were bushes and rocks, while the Northeast Army's men above could pull ropes (such as those made of leg wraps) and slide down the mountain. How could the Japanese not defend themselves?
So even though the Japanese army only lit a bonfire, they still released people under the hill, although not many.
In the darkness, there were rustling and rolling sounds on the hill. At this time, a Japanese soldier had already run back under the cover of darkness.
The dozing Japanese commander was awakened, and when he learned that there was movement on the mountain, he suddenly became alert.
He first carefully inquired about the time when the sentry sounded, and then he began to calculate the time like a fortune teller.
Even though the hill was only a few dozen meters high, even if the Northeast Army climbed down the hill by pulling the rope, it would not be possible for them to climb too fast.
The Japanese commander decided to take action when the Northeast Army was halfway up or down the mountain, stuck between heaven and earth.
He thought his move was very clever, but he didn't know that in Chinese culture, there is an idiom for this called "strike the oar in the middle of the stream."
After a while, the Japanese commander felt that the time had come, so he whispered an order, and just as he was whispering the order, there was a "bang" sound beside him, and a "meteor" rose rapidly from his side and flew straight to the top of the hill.
Just as the meteor flew over the hill, it exploded with a "bang", and the hill was illuminated by light. It was the Japanese army that fired a flare.
And at the moment the light came on, the Japanese army saw a faint human figure on the mountain wall.
This time the commander didn't need to give orders. "Da da da", "bang", "bang", "bang", the Japanese machine guns and rifles all fired at the same time, and the direction of their concentrated fire was the wall of the hill.
They didn't know whether the figures on the cliff were hit, but the dense bullets caused sparks to fly all over the cliff.
"Yoshi!" The Japanese commander burst into laughter.
But before he could finish his laughter, gunshots suddenly rang out from the hill.
The gunshots were not particularly intense. After all, there were only a dozen or so Northeast Army soldiers on the hill, while there were already hundreds of Japanese soldiers surrounding the hill.
The gunshots on the mountain included the "ta-ta-ta" sound of a machine gun, the sound of a box gun firing continuously, and the "bang" sound of a rifle.
Compared with the firepower of the Japanese army, the gunshots seemed so insignificant.
The problem was that although the Japanese had sufficient firepower, they were firing at the mountain wall, and the location on the hill where the bullets were fired was exactly where the Japanese gunfire was flashing.
With just this one blow, some of the defenseless Japanese soldiers were shot, and then they began to scream.
The Japanese army, who had just reacted, quickly fired at the top of the hill, but by then the hill had become dark again, and the other side did not fire a second shot.
Two minutes later, the Japanese commander ordered to stop shooting, and then some soldiers turned on their flashlights. Of course, even after turning on the flashlights, they hid behind the rocks to guard against cold guns from the mountain.
In the dark night, they were still under the threat of fire from the Northeast Army, making it difficult for them to do anything. After asking for a long time, the Japanese commander took stock and found that three of his men had been killed and two injured.
The previously excited "Yoshi" now turned into "Baga". From then on, the Japanese commander realized that the Northeast Army was not coming here to break out, but was just making noise and waiting for them to shoot.
When they opened fire, they naturally exposed their position, and then the enemy's firepower came up, and when they fought back, the enemy hid again!
When things got to this point, the Japanese commander cursed the Northeast Army for being cunning, and at the same time he was thinking fiercely about how he would tear these Northeast Army soldiers into pieces after capturing them.
Just when the Japanese officer was getting angry, a loud laugh suddenly came from the top of the hill.
If it weren't for translation, people from country A generally wouldn't understand the language of people from country B.
But as human beings, some things are the same, such as crying and laughing. What the Japanese officer heard now was the laughter of the Northeast Army soldiers on the hill after they remembered the success of their Japanese Kwantung Army.
Yes, the Japanese army was tricked by Shang Zhen and his men.
Shang Zhen did plan to break out under the cover of night, but definitely not from the mountain pass.
If Shang Zhen and his men had about a hundred people, he might have adopted this approach. After all, it was a good deal for a small number of the hundred or so people to sacrifice themselves and the rest to rush out.
But there were too few of them, only about ten in total. If they ran into the Japanese army's guns, they would be killed in a single "bang bang bang".
Shang Zhen’s real breakthrough direction was behind, that is, on that ridge.
"Let's go. Let's go back and be careful. We don't mind being slow. As long as we can cross that ridge before dawn, it will be fine." Shang Zhen said.
After all, there was only one dismounted cavalryman on the mountain over there.
During the day, the Japanese army also attacked them from both sides of the ridge, but the cliffs on both sides of the ridge were also very steep, so the Japanese attack was repelled by them with just a few shots.
There was a rustling sound in the darkness. The complex terrain here undoubtedly protected Shang Zhen and his team during the day. It was because of those huge rocks that Shang Zhen and his team were able to avoid the bombing of Japanese grenades.
But when walking at night, those huge rocks became obstacles again. Shang Zhen and his team had to be careful. They were moving forward by pure groping. They had to feel their way forward before they could take a step, so now they were like staggering snails.
In the distance, along the coast, there were still faint sounds of gunfire. Could it be that the Japanese army was attacking Ningyuan City overnight? Shang Zhen thought again, it seemed that the regiment was in a difficult situation. If he remembered correctly, the gunfire had been going on since yesterday morning.